Apr 30, 2024 11:04:09 GMT -5
Post by Liek on Apr 30, 2024 11:04:09 GMT -5
Once again Liek found himself contemplating the Fury War as once again the Dragon Radar had brought him to the location of an old battlefield. The device beeped away in his hand as he stood solemnly in the middle of the disused driveway leading towards the mansion. The once beautiful flowers lining the side of the drive had long since been chocked out and over grown by weeds, with only a few hardy stragglers clinging to life, their blooms clawing their way past the suffocating tangle. A once magnificent water feature stood in front of the mansion, now dry and crumbling, the statue that had one stood proudly atop it now a broken mess on the cracked asphalt of the drive. As for the mansion itself it was covered in overgrown vines with peeling paint and windows stained with dirt to the point of being opaque.
The boy knew the place by reputation, though he had never visited it. The building was also legally his property as his Grandmother had inherited it when the previous owners had died, and so when she passed it became his. But his Grandmother never visited or maintained the location, only doing the bare minimum to keep the government from taking it. And now Liek stood before it, not because he intended to visit, but because the Dragon Radar had brought him here.
Once, a long time ago, the mansion had belonged to Rudee Shiro, and before him his mother. Rudee Shiro, the half-Fury child of a well off human woman with a sizable fortune and a Fury Knight-Lord named Ro-gantus Do-juun who was operating undercover to learn more about humanity. The place had become a battlefield after a mortally wounded Ro-gantus suddenly arrived with Liek’s grandmother and the other girls in toe. The Knight Lord had learned of Gar-ravan’s deception and had risked his life to rescue the girls.
He’d then placed the girls in Rudee’s care before confronting his pursuers while Rudee and the girl’s watched on. The girls at least some idea what was happening, but Rudee? Rudee had had no idea his father was even an alien, let alone anything to do with the Fury. In fact, until that day Ro-gantus had been a distant father, communicating only through monthly e-mails and visits for birthdays. And suddenly he was confronted with a wounded and bleeding sire along with three strange distressed girls, his father begging him to keep them safe and then running off to fight some guys to the death?
Needless to say, Rudee had been beyond shocked at just those events. The battle that followed and the ruin it had brought to the northwest section of the property? That had been terrifying.
Holding his father as the old man whispered to him, telling him he loved him for the first time, telling Rudee of his regret of not having been a better father, begging Rudee to take up his sword and armour to protect the girls, and the whole of the Earth, from the Fury. Rudee had been traumatised and had initially wanted nothing to do with what had been asked of him. But the Fury hadn’t cared what he wanted and had attacked again, forcing him to done his father’s armour and raise his sword to defend himself and girls.
Silently Liek entered through the main entrance, using the old key he’d quickly Folded back to the Ga-la-Furia to collect. Solemnly he walked through the long abandoned halls, knowing that the last people to walk these halls had been Rudee and his wife, Yumi, who had never been able to have children. They had spent their last days in this home together after decades of peace. As Liek walked up the creaking stairs he looked up at the massive painting that dominated the wall where the stairs split, taking in the sitting figure of Yumi in her twilight years with an aged Rudee standing beside her, both smiling the same way Liek did around Opherla.
After pausing for a moment the boy continued on, following the Radar down to the end of one of the hallways. At the room at the end of the hall he pushed the door open, the hinges protesting and squeaking from the rust that had built up on them. Once it was open he surveyed the room, which lay in ruins. Part of the wall had been blasted in, scattering wood and glass all over. Fabrics lay decayed and scattered about what had once been a storage room for old clothes, the remnants reduced to scraps and mold by exposure to the elements through the open hole. There, sitting in the middle of the destruction rested the glowing orange orb the boy sought.
Picking it up the boy made up his mind; sometime soon he would return here. And he would restore this old mansion to it’s former glory…
It would make a fine holiday home for the Imperial Family of the Fury.
WC: 830
Base PL: 225,968
Zeni: 13,624
Bonuses: Rookie Bonus, +7.5% Zeni (looters)
Note: Hunting for an Earth Dragon Ball with Dragon Radar
The boy knew the place by reputation, though he had never visited it. The building was also legally his property as his Grandmother had inherited it when the previous owners had died, and so when she passed it became his. But his Grandmother never visited or maintained the location, only doing the bare minimum to keep the government from taking it. And now Liek stood before it, not because he intended to visit, but because the Dragon Radar had brought him here.
Once, a long time ago, the mansion had belonged to Rudee Shiro, and before him his mother. Rudee Shiro, the half-Fury child of a well off human woman with a sizable fortune and a Fury Knight-Lord named Ro-gantus Do-juun who was operating undercover to learn more about humanity. The place had become a battlefield after a mortally wounded Ro-gantus suddenly arrived with Liek’s grandmother and the other girls in toe. The Knight Lord had learned of Gar-ravan’s deception and had risked his life to rescue the girls.
He’d then placed the girls in Rudee’s care before confronting his pursuers while Rudee and the girl’s watched on. The girls at least some idea what was happening, but Rudee? Rudee had had no idea his father was even an alien, let alone anything to do with the Fury. In fact, until that day Ro-gantus had been a distant father, communicating only through monthly e-mails and visits for birthdays. And suddenly he was confronted with a wounded and bleeding sire along with three strange distressed girls, his father begging him to keep them safe and then running off to fight some guys to the death?
Needless to say, Rudee had been beyond shocked at just those events. The battle that followed and the ruin it had brought to the northwest section of the property? That had been terrifying.
Holding his father as the old man whispered to him, telling him he loved him for the first time, telling Rudee of his regret of not having been a better father, begging Rudee to take up his sword and armour to protect the girls, and the whole of the Earth, from the Fury. Rudee had been traumatised and had initially wanted nothing to do with what had been asked of him. But the Fury hadn’t cared what he wanted and had attacked again, forcing him to done his father’s armour and raise his sword to defend himself and girls.
Silently Liek entered through the main entrance, using the old key he’d quickly Folded back to the Ga-la-Furia to collect. Solemnly he walked through the long abandoned halls, knowing that the last people to walk these halls had been Rudee and his wife, Yumi, who had never been able to have children. They had spent their last days in this home together after decades of peace. As Liek walked up the creaking stairs he looked up at the massive painting that dominated the wall where the stairs split, taking in the sitting figure of Yumi in her twilight years with an aged Rudee standing beside her, both smiling the same way Liek did around Opherla.
After pausing for a moment the boy continued on, following the Radar down to the end of one of the hallways. At the room at the end of the hall he pushed the door open, the hinges protesting and squeaking from the rust that had built up on them. Once it was open he surveyed the room, which lay in ruins. Part of the wall had been blasted in, scattering wood and glass all over. Fabrics lay decayed and scattered about what had once been a storage room for old clothes, the remnants reduced to scraps and mold by exposure to the elements through the open hole. There, sitting in the middle of the destruction rested the glowing orange orb the boy sought.
Picking it up the boy made up his mind; sometime soon he would return here. And he would restore this old mansion to it’s former glory…
It would make a fine holiday home for the Imperial Family of the Fury.
WC: 830
Base PL: 225,968
Zeni: 13,624
Bonuses: Rookie Bonus, +7.5% Zeni (looters)
Note: Hunting for an Earth Dragon Ball with Dragon Radar
